This epistolary novel is impressively grotesque. Somewhere between Tampa and Baby Teeth, Shriver succeeds at painting a lasting portrait of a deranged young boy and his hateful mother.
This is by far one of my favorites releases of 2017 — this book is so incredibly timely and relevant and necessary. In addition, Thomas made this book captivating, and Starr is one of the best protagonists I’ve read in a while. Her inner dialogue poses many questions I found myself asking as I was reading it, and I appreciated that Thomas anticipated her readers having those questions.